1. I make a little treat for myself while Alec is napping -- but when the milk is nearly warmed through I hear his feet on the stairs. "Ho' choc'la'?" he says with a lot of hope in his voice. I pour half of it into his Peter Rabbit mug and we sit together at the kitchen table.
2. Last night I discovered a zydeco version of Alec's favourite poem, The Adventures of Isabel. I play it for for him while we drink our chocolate. The smile that spreads across his face when he recognises it.
3. Last of the light on this cold day. Singing blackbird crouched a-top our little willow tree.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
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Ah, sharing! Reminded me of an old saying, which thanks to Google, I don't have to guess at --
ReplyDeleteShared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half a sorrow - Swedish Proverb.
I especially love number 3. :)
ReplyDeleteI just listened to Isabel -- wonderful! Thanks for introducing me to that and to Spotify. <3
ReplyDeleteSinging birds - maybe Spring?
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